Save The Slave
Every time I look in the mirror
I see our times' hero
as a slave of my ego...
I can travel through the time
from a world to another.
But I can't find myself
in the reality of others...
Imagine me with phones
running in the streets,
chased by rules
and gaped as a freak...
In dark side of my mind
It comes to rape me !
And strength it's hard to find -
someone to save me !
So the malice's growing up
and I'm turning into a beast
till the human in me give up...
Save the slave !
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